Jul 24, 2010
My adventure started in a rather boring way....miles and miles of freeway. I'd left late and wanted to eat up some miles. So the first stop for the night was in Padova. I heard the old town was worth a visit and against my better judgment I decided to go out to eat and check out the town.
At the end of the evening, I decided that there were some things that I had to make into law.
-- Don't go out on the bike if I am tired. Because if something can go wrong, it will go wrong.
-- If I forget any part of my gear, and I can go back for it, go back.
When I left the hotel room, I'd forgotten my gloves in the room. I thought, "oh, it's just down the road, I won't be long.". One road deviation later and a few circles around the center, I finally parked and walked around, taking only one photo. The batteries ran dead. Hmm. It was only the beginning.
I planned to stop at a trattoria I'd seen on the way down, but one wrong turn led me to a one way road to the train station....with all sorts of people just hanging out. Needless to stay I didn't stop.
Another round-a-bout way finally found me back on the right road but as it was late, I decided to do the unthinkable and eat at a McDonalds. After all, it would be fast and I'd be back at the hotel in no time.
Back on the bike, I managed to miss the turn-off to the hotel and ended up on the one way road that leads to the toll booth that spills out onto the freeway. My last thought as the bar went up was that gloves would have been nice.
The other thing about Italian freeways is that when you miss an exit, you pay dearly for the mistake in miles / kilometres. I took the first exit about 15 minutes later, put on my fleece as the night was rather cool, asked for directions from a couple who had no clue what they were talking about (I found out later) and was back on the freeway to Padova.
By 11pm I was back at the hotel swearing that that would never happen again.